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rootofnewtNote: These pictures are rather large, kilobyte-wise. I didn't take time to do much editing, besides rotating and occasional re-sizing. My laptop screen is being too flickery for any decent photo editing. I'm posting this from boy's work computer.
From a few nights ago, M the pirate, after the pillaging of WalMart.
The drive down to Crabtree Falls on Saturday was beautiful. The Tye river and VA 56 crisscross over several miles, so one can see the river slowly shrink as one travels further upstream (and uphill). The little rapids were gorgeous. The parking lot was fairly full, but we found a nifty spot, sat down to eat our packed lunch, and investigated a wee cemetery before hiking up to the falls.
When we were starting out on the path to the first overlook on Saturday, a little black chow pup trotted along after us. He seemed interested in Tim's point of view. (this one is for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mactavish.)
I'm pretty sure this is the lower cataract, but I'm not sure. I didn't take notes, but this is one of the first pictures. You can see another fall just to the upper right in the picture. This is the second observation point, which follows a fairly gentle switchback climb. Notice the falls higher up... Even though we had hiked less than a quarter mile, the guys decided it was time to rest.
This is yet another cataract. The view basically consisted of gorgeous cataracts at each return to the stream, with views of still more cataracts higher up. It was truly the never ending waterfall.
I consistently scampered ahead of the guys.twilight_spirit usually stayed up with me, but I frequently wandered off while he was taking pictures. As I was setting down my camera and bag and water bottle, the guys were further behind. An older gentleman with a walking stick came by me and said, "Beware of old men who carry large sticks." I grinned and told him I fear old men with long beards who slumber beneath oak trees. Then I climbed up on these rocks and mugged for the cameras. While I was sticking out my tongue for Tim, the stranger told me to send one to my mother. The rocks I'm on were only about eight feel high, but the gentleman was adamant that I would break my neck. I didn't tell him that I'm immortal. It didn't seem like the right time.
Oh, look, more water. Another shot of that water.
Tom and Ken have known each other since at least high school, maybe the summer before. They're amusing when they're together. I think they used this hike to catch up with each other, because they were usually cozying up and falling behind while Tim and I ran on ahead.
I like wee waterfalls over many boulders.
At times, the trail itself became a wee creek. This is a glimpse we had of the top cataract. We were still a half mile away, trailwise.
From just below the highest cataract and again.
I'm lying on the trail, just beside a wee waterfall that falls beneath a fallen tree. I should post the unzoomed picture that shows the water, too, but I forgot. Maybe later.
This vine seemed very un-randomly braided. I enjoyed hearing the groundwater seep through this boulder.
At the top of the falls, there's a small bridge over the river just upstream of the highest cataract. On the upstream side, the streambed rockis gorgeously multicolored.
I've earned my rest. After a 1.7 mile up-mountain hike, ascending 1080 feet, I think I've earned my rest. I've also earned my view... I like hemlocks. Tim liked the view, too. Trail mix and animal crackers make men happy.
At the halfway point, there are some stacked boulders with a nifty passageway. The spot beneath is mercifully cool.
After we left the parking lot, I headed west, toward the Blue Ridge parkway. I made Ken carsick. Apparently, he doesn't normally get carsick, but my driving + mountain curves = carsickness. I'm sorry, Ken, but I wanted to make sure we reached our sunset point. I did make a stop shortly after we reached the parkway. At this particular observation point, one can gaze in all directions. The 360 degree view is amazing. Tom and I took a self-portrait while Ken tried to recuperate. I chatted with some folks and their adorable Sheltie, Winnie. I'd met them earlier at the *first* waterfall. One of the women is wheelchair bound and wasn't able to even get to the first observation point due to a downed tree (the first part of the trail is paved). I showed her the wee previews of my pics from the top of the falls, since she will never get to go up there. She was quite appreciative. Her husband thanked me, too. We all chatted until they left, at which point, I asked the guys if this tree looked inviting.
After this, we sped off toward 20 Minute Cliffs to watch the sun set.
Here's Tim, going blind... (get yer minds outta the gutter)
Ken makes sure Tom knows I'm not to drive home.
We're cute.
The guys appreciate the deepening twilight.
After that, it was off to change and wash up before the Ego Likeness and Voltaire show, which will be in another post.
From a few nights ago, M the pirate, after the pillaging of WalMart.
The drive down to Crabtree Falls on Saturday was beautiful. The Tye river and VA 56 crisscross over several miles, so one can see the river slowly shrink as one travels further upstream (and uphill). The little rapids were gorgeous. The parking lot was fairly full, but we found a nifty spot, sat down to eat our packed lunch, and investigated a wee cemetery before hiking up to the falls.
When we were starting out on the path to the first overlook on Saturday, a little black chow pup trotted along after us. He seemed interested in Tim's point of view. (this one is for
mactavish.)I'm pretty sure this is the lower cataract, but I'm not sure. I didn't take notes, but this is one of the first pictures. You can see another fall just to the upper right in the picture. This is the second observation point, which follows a fairly gentle switchback climb. Notice the falls higher up... Even though we had hiked less than a quarter mile, the guys decided it was time to rest.
This is yet another cataract. The view basically consisted of gorgeous cataracts at each return to the stream, with views of still more cataracts higher up. It was truly the never ending waterfall.
I consistently scampered ahead of the guys.
twilight_spirit usually stayed up with me, but I frequently wandered off while he was taking pictures. As I was setting down my camera and bag and water bottle, the guys were further behind. An older gentleman with a walking stick came by me and said, "Beware of old men who carry large sticks." I grinned and told him I fear old men with long beards who slumber beneath oak trees. Then I climbed up on these rocks and mugged for the cameras. While I was sticking out my tongue for Tim, the stranger told me to send one to my mother. The rocks I'm on were only about eight feel high, but the gentleman was adamant that I would break my neck. I didn't tell him that I'm immortal. It didn't seem like the right time.Oh, look, more water. Another shot of that water.
Tom and Ken have known each other since at least high school, maybe the summer before. They're amusing when they're together. I think they used this hike to catch up with each other, because they were usually cozying up and falling behind while Tim and I ran on ahead.
I like wee waterfalls over many boulders.
At times, the trail itself became a wee creek. This is a glimpse we had of the top cataract. We were still a half mile away, trailwise.
From just below the highest cataract and again.
I'm lying on the trail, just beside a wee waterfall that falls beneath a fallen tree. I should post the unzoomed picture that shows the water, too, but I forgot. Maybe later.
This vine seemed very un-randomly braided. I enjoyed hearing the groundwater seep through this boulder.
At the top of the falls, there's a small bridge over the river just upstream of the highest cataract. On the upstream side, the streambed rockis gorgeously multicolored.
I've earned my rest. After a 1.7 mile up-mountain hike, ascending 1080 feet, I think I've earned my rest. I've also earned my view... I like hemlocks. Tim liked the view, too. Trail mix and animal crackers make men happy.
At the halfway point, there are some stacked boulders with a nifty passageway. The spot beneath is mercifully cool.
After we left the parking lot, I headed west, toward the Blue Ridge parkway. I made Ken carsick. Apparently, he doesn't normally get carsick, but my driving + mountain curves = carsickness. I'm sorry, Ken, but I wanted to make sure we reached our sunset point. I did make a stop shortly after we reached the parkway. At this particular observation point, one can gaze in all directions. The 360 degree view is amazing. Tom and I took a self-portrait while Ken tried to recuperate. I chatted with some folks and their adorable Sheltie, Winnie. I'd met them earlier at the *first* waterfall. One of the women is wheelchair bound and wasn't able to even get to the first observation point due to a downed tree (the first part of the trail is paved). I showed her the wee previews of my pics from the top of the falls, since she will never get to go up there. She was quite appreciative. Her husband thanked me, too. We all chatted until they left, at which point, I asked the guys if this tree looked inviting.
After this, we sped off toward 20 Minute Cliffs to watch the sun set.
Here's Tim, going blind... (get yer minds outta the gutter)
Ken makes sure Tom knows I'm not to drive home.
We're cute.
The guys appreciate the deepening twilight.
After that, it was off to change and wash up before the Ego Likeness and Voltaire show, which will be in another post.
